SILENT WISDOM

If you can see the hidden shadow of sorrow,  behind the crescent of every smile

If you can feel the wounded heart bleeding,  behind the sharpened spear of anger

If you can see the darkened clouds of fear gathering,   before the ravaging storms of violence  

If you can see emptiness in all; and  fullness in all emptiness

If you can understand this wisdom and yet be keep your silence 

  

Can you still be proud my friend!    

HANDS OF WISDOM

Two hands and a single mind

Friends forever of the uneven kind

For the right hand writes, many a song and poetry

While the left is sidelined in the shadow of, right’s artistic mastery

Yet, the right hand claims no pride; and the left fields no jealousy

The left doesn’t crib; and right doesn’t brag egotic supremacy

And often times, during chores of hammering in a nail

The right hand slips and smashes the left’s unfortunate, little finger's nail

The guilty right, drops the hammer and soothes the left in undivided compassion

 Even so, the left doesn’t grab the hammer   , to smash back in retaliation

 Thus is the unity of two hands, in ego-less collaboration

Thus is the wisdom of nondiscrimination; of self less love; life's only salvation